This magnetic male voice is very soft and calm, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, and the willows are gently blowing, as if it can soothe all the uneasiness and hesitation in people's hearts, giving people a feeling of great peace of mind.

However, in stark contrast, the owner of this voice just made a blow, but it was powerful and ruthless, and with just one shot, he harvested the lives of several blood clansmen, and the huge contrast between the two made all the blood clans on the scene look frightened and tremble, for fear that if they were not careful, they would become the next victims.

"Eastern Cultivator, why are you here?"

"This is not the place for you!"

Count Bote's face sank, although he couldn't understand the language of Huaxia, but in this voice, there was a powerful divine power that could directly communicate with him, so Count Bot could still accurately hear the true meaning of these words.

Bang!

As he spoke, Count Bot spread his earl-level powerful divine sense, and rushed towards the room at the end of the corridor like a tide, obviously wanting to find out the specific situation of this Eastern cultivator who had spoken.

"Failed. ”

But immediately, Count Bote's face tightened, and he clearly felt that the divine consciousness he had exuded from the past was unceremoniously rejected by the more powerful spiritual force field in the room.

This temptation, no matter how obvious it is, is as strong as Count Bote, and he is still not the opponent of this Eastern cultivator.

"Can't be wrong! The breath of the Forbidden Child emanates from that room!"

However, because of the initiative and surprise, Count Bot's consciousness still entered that room, although it was only a short moment of glimpse, but Count Bott was still in that room, and detected Borges's breath!

"Oh, this is not the place I should be, is it true that you blood clan are qualified to touch and set foot in it?"

"Take 10,000 steps back, you are a guest from afar, we came here from Huaxia Province thousands of miles away, and lived in a low-key manner, but you forcibly broke into the room where we lived without permission, is this the hospitality of your blood clan?"

The soft male voice sounded again, also in the Chinese language, but this time, there was already a hint of killing intent in the voice.

"There is an old saying in the East that those who do not know are not guilty. No matter what, you shouldn't have done such a killing to my men. ”

Hearing this, Count Bot frowned, and then in a low tone, he negotiated with the Eastern cultivator in the room who he had never met, but his heart was secretly tight, because he could not hear the title in this voice very clearly.

It's not me, it's us.

Does this mean that in that room, there are other Eastern cultivators who are equally powerful?

Not to mention the terrifying consequences of a war with the Eastern Cultivators for the Western Dark Clan, it can be inferred from this that even if the war starts tonight, their Blood Clan will definitely not be able to take much advantage, and they will even have to pay a terrible price for it.

Now is the critical moment to capture and eliminate the Forbidden Child, in this extraordinary time, is it best not to make any extraneous branches and avoid conflict with these mysterious Eastern cultivators?

But Count Bot had already found out that the last remaining breath of the Forbidden Son was not elsewhere, but in the room where these Eastern cultivators lived, and they had to enter and search for it, so it seemed that a conflict between the two sides was inevitable.

Is it war or peace?

At this moment, Count Bote's mood was extremely conflicted, and he could not think of a perfect solution to the dilemma in front of him.

"Hmph, what an idiot. ”

"What are you talking about with these Eastern cultivators, let me kill them. ”

But the next moment, as Count Cello's brutal and angry voice sounded in Count Bote's ears, the latter immediately reacted, his eyes flashing with cruel pleasure.

"Yes, how did I forget, although our target tonight is not these Eastern cultivators, but the strong people sent by the Dark Council and the family are enough for us to destroy them along with the Forbidden Child!"

Count Cello's words woke up Count Both.

Count Cello, whose strength is comparable to that of a marquis, and two powerful marquis sent by his family and the Dark Council

As Count Bot said, tonight's lineup sent by the Dark Council and the family to encircle and suppress the Forbidden Sons is unprecedentedly strong, and it is enough to wipe out the Eastern cultivators in the room along with the Forbidden Sons.

Even if the former is a cultivator of the ancient country of Huaxia, even if the strength of the Eastern Cultivation Realm is terrifying, and it is even more famous for protecting their shortcomings, as long as they clean their hands and feet in the next killing process and do not leave the slightest evidence for the Eastern Cultivation Realm, the few Eastern cultivators in the room will die in vain, and Count Bot and the others will not have to pay any price for this at all.

"Worthy of Count Cello. ”

"For the glory of my Desai family, rush me!"

Count Bote's eyes flashed with scarlet light, and the next moment he let out a loud shout, and the men in the hotel immediately rushed to the room at the end of the corridor.

Needless to say, after seeing the tragic fate of the two family members who rushed into the room first, these blood clan members obviously knew very well that there was a huge gap in strength between them and the Eastern cultivators in the room, but even so, they did not dare to stop in the slightest when they rushed into the room.

Rushing into the room is death, but if you don't rush into the room, Count Both, who is in command, will also kill them.

As such, they naturally chose to die for their families.

Smack, smack!

For a while, the hotel resounded with the sound of crisp footsteps, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen blood clans had rushed into the room at the end of the corridor, but immediately, these blood clans were violently blasted out of the room, slamming into the hard stone wall opposite the room, blooming red flowers of blood and flesh.

However, there were too many Bloods sent by the Dark Council and the Desai family tonight, and although more than a dozen Bloods had died in the blink of an eye, more Bloods would soon rush out from all corners of the hotel and rush towards this room.

If this trend continues, it seems that the small room at the end of the corridor is really likely to be broken through and overwhelmed by these huge number of blood clan members.

"Crowd tactics?"

"In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many weak people there are, it's just a joke. ”

Here it comes!

In the room at the end of the corridor, there were indeed other Eastern cultivators!

Count Bote's heart tightened, and at this moment, a second voice suddenly came out of the room at the end of the corridor, accompanied by this low male voice like a knife intersecting, countless strong winds rushed out of the room with dazzling white light, like the scythe of death, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of the blood clan on the scene.

In the blink of an eye, the members of the blood clan below the earl level in the hotel have been slaughtered, and there is no one left dead!

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